You were speechless. He actually saw the tweet. And by the look on his face, it really hurt him.
"Oh... I'm sorry." You say lowly.
"Are you really giving up on me?" He asks.
That's was a good question. You thought to yourself as you looked into his eyes.
"N-no. I d-didn't mean it like that."
"Then..." He trails off scooting closer to you. "H-how did you mean it?"
"Well..." You start off, clearing your throat. "I... I was giving up on meeting you. Or being noticed. I still believe in you. I just... Gave up on being able to... Meet you."
He sighs in relief. "Oh. Okay."
"Feel better?" You ask. He nods his head.
"Much better. I thought I had lost you." He chuckles.
You shake your head. "No. You haven't. I'm still here."
He looks into your eyes. "I'm glad to hear that."
You smile, showing your teeth.
"Wow... What a beautiful smile." He says rubbing your cheek. You blush a little.
"Thanks." You say. You find yourself staring into his eyes again. There was something about him, not just the fact that he's Justin Bieber. But... The look in his eyes. It seemed like he had been waiting for this moment for a lifetime. What was up with him?
"Justin..." You say, bringing him out of his thoughts.
"Yes (Y/N)?" He says flawlessly, his deep raspy voice sending chills up your spine.
"Um... H-how do you plan to stay here?" You ask.
"Hum... A couple weeks maybe." He says, moving a piece of hair from your face.
"Oh. You have something to do here?" You ask out if curiosity.
"No." He simply says.
Ok. Now you're confused.
"Then... What is it?" You ask looking at his left hand that had tattoos all up his arm.
Suddenly, he grabs you hand, bringing it to his lips, kissing it softly and slowly.
"Hopefully... That'll give me enough time to get to know you a little better." He smirks.
Oh. My. God.
